To Evadne

[xEnsign Mitra Rhee]

Having received his orders from Commander Federov, Rhee arrived at the transporter room shortly before the designated time. He tugged on the shirt he'd donned for this away mission, knowing that they were not to wear their uniforms. The hardest part had been concealing his gear. The somewhat billowy shirt had allowed him to notch his phaser underneath his shirt, making it as invisible as possible.

The rest of his 'gear' had been stored in the bag that he would carry as his backback. He'd removed his standard Bajoran earring, and had checked in regarding whether he would need to alter his nose for this mission.

Word came back that he was to portray it as scars from an accident of some sort as a child. That thought had caused him a few moments of mirth. Now, leaning dropping his bag to the floor, he waited for the others to arrive.

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[xEnsign Zaynah]

Zaynah bounded into the turbolift room, a flowing blouse floating around her as she moved. Similar fabric covered her legs. She was pouting. As she entered, she took one look at Rhee and said, "why do I have to cover up when you get to have your cute wrinkly nose?" She scratched a bit on her arm. Her entire body had been airbrushed, covering her green, and she wore blue contacts. "This better be worth it," she continued. "These guys better be the anti-Borg genetic lottery or I'm going to put a... a..." she raised a hand, looking at the skin color, "sickening pinkish beige foot in someone's rear end."

Plopping her bag down on the floor next to Rhee, she grinned at him, and simply said, "hi." Her foot kicked her bag in impatience as she looked at the door. "C'mon," she thought, "let's get going." Turning to Rhee, she looked him up and down as she bounced on her heels.

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[Lt. JG Evangeline Vaughn]

Once Eva received her orders she began her preparations for the away mission. She was very excited to be given this opportunity and wanted to make sure she had everything she needed. Last thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself. She read the instructions five times as she scrambled to get ready. Looking at the clock she could feel worry set in, she had taken too much time. Grabbing up her bag, she slung it over her shoulder and made a mad dash for the transporter room.

Blowing into the room she came to an immediate halt and sighed in relief when she was only the third to arrive. "Thank goodness," she muttered smiling. "I thought I was going to be late." Taking up a spot near Rhee, she gave him a smile and then looked over at the other woman in the room, doing a double take before realizing who it was. "You look beautiful Zaynah," she said genuinely with a broad grin on her face. "Green is definitely your color, but this suits you very well."

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[xEnsign Zaynah]

"You look beautiful Zaynah. Green is definitely your color, but this suits you very well."

Zaynah stuck her tongue out partway, then replied, "thanks, Eva... it just seems so... weird." She blinked, then opened her eyes wide, "but the hardest part are the contacts." She looked at Eva, "hey... we have the same color eyes now! Maybe I should've gone blonde, too." Laughing at the thought, she shook her head, "not sure if I'm ready for that." Glancing at Rhee, she moved a bit closer to Eva and whispered to her, "since they didn't know what would happen on the planet, they made all my skin human." She made a face, "and I do mean all!"

Stepping back, she pointed at Rhee's nose, "how is he going to explain that?" With a evil laugh, she said, "let's make it up... headbutted a Klingon? Tragic kitchen grill accident?"

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[Lt. Commander Tricia McAdams]

Tricia had followed Commander Federov into the turbolift and then they’d split to go to their quarters. She quickly packed a bag and replicated the local garb for her time on the face of Evadne. Not knowing quite how long they were going to be there she packed a couple of changes of clothes.

The outfit it gave her to wear included a skirt that brushed the tops of her boots. She wasn’t all that happy with wearing a long skirt they were sometimes hard to manage and she was out of practice. Not only that but she was charged with protecting the officers doing research on the planet and she’d have preferred not to be hampered.

She outfitted herself with a weapon harness under her decorative jacket and her belt had it’s own ‘tools’ along with the items she’d hidden in her boots and threaded into her hair. She also equipped her pack with several standard issue small hand phasers for emergencies. She didn’t know if her com badge would need to be concealed so she also donned an earpiece for subvocal communications should they be needed.

A few ration bars got thrown in for good measure then she hefted the pack onto her shoulder and headed for the Transporter room.

She had her hair pulled back at the nape of her neck with a decorative barrette the computer had supplied as part of her garb. She hoped she looked the part when she came through the doors.

She entered and did a double take when she saw the science officer. “Zaynah?” she said “Wow, pink looks good on you.” She grinned at the Orion officer. She smiled and acknowledged Ensign Mitra and handed him another of the subvocal communicators.

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[xEnsign Mitra Rhee]

Rhee actually blinked in silent astonishment over the transformation of the officer before him. He'd seen her onboard, knew her name, but she was normally...green. Well, she looked just like the rest of them. The change was astounding.

After greeting everyone who arrived, Rhee was caught off guard by Zaynah's words.

"let's make it up... headbutted a Klingon? Tragic kitchen grill accident?"

He chuckled outright. He'd wondered as well about why a change hadn't been called for.

"My orders only said to claim it was a birth defect. But I don't know...maybe an accident with a rice picker would make more sense?" Rhee reached up and rubbed his nose ridges a bit at that thought, "or I rushed into burning flames to rescue....well someone or something." He shrugged, looking around a bit sheepishly. He was still working on letting himself be more relaxed and he felt he'd done a good job in this current situation. Now, he'd just have to figure some story out about his nose and be consistent about it all.

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[Lt. Cmdr. Alexis McConville]

Alexis hurried into the transporter room with a rather full bag slung over her shoulder. She wasn't about to go to the surface without the equipment they would need. After going through in her mind what all would be useful, she'd finally pared things down to what was needed.

Now, dressed in clothing befitting the people of Evadne, Alexis entered when the doors opened. She tossed a smile to the group standing before her. Her eyes scanned everyone wondering when her science personnel would show up. That was when she did a double-take on one particular person.

Dropping her bag, she moved over to Zaynah and with a bit of surprised delight on her face, exclaimed, "Zaynah, I almost didn't recognize you! You look quite stunning in fleshy tones. This new look may take some getting used to. Noone on the planet will ever suspect."

Looking around at the others, she smiled and said hello to all that had gathered. No sign of Nick yet either. Alexis was glad to know he would be coming, though she felt a twinge of worry as well. That she quickly brushed aside, knowing she had a mission to accomplish. She couldn't wait to get down there and start investigating.

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[Commander Nicholas Grant]

Nick had gone to his room to shower and pack. Then dressed in the Evadnian clothing he went to sickbay and collected a full medkit and some additional tools. Broad spectrum antibiotics and some species specific items for the Orion and Bajoran members of the away team.

He expected both Travis and Phoebe to do the same. He was feeling energized from his run as he walked into the Transporter Room with his pack. He greeted everyone as he came in and standing next to Alexis put his hand on her back after dropping his pack next to hers.

"Hello Everyone" he said with a smile.

They were still missing a couple of people but they were still short of the hour the Commander had indicated in his announcement.

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[xCommander Vladik Fedorov]

Vlad arrived clad in loose brown slacks and a tan, thin shirt. His bad was slung jauntily over his shoulder and his stride indicated confidence. However, a tiredness around his eyes betrayed his recent physical condition. "Looks like everyone's here," he said, then smiled at Zaynah's change, "nice job, Ensign." He looked over the assembled group, trying to pinpoint anything the Evadne people would find disagreeable, but he found nothing. They had followed their instructions well.

"Ensign Zaynah, I would like to hear your thoughts on the people before we transport down."

He touched Nick lightly on the shoulder and leaned in and whispered in his ear, asking for something to calm his stomach before they left. "I'm not sure I want to cause an interstellar incident as a result of my bowels," he said with a grin.

He would listen to Zaynah while waiting for the doctor to comply.

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[xEnsign Zaynah]

"Ensign Zaynah, I would like to hear your thoughts on the people before we transport down."

She smiled at him. This was what she had been trained to do and she was happy that the First Officer felt comfortable asking an Ensign for an opinion.

"As a xenophobic society, the population will be very suspicious of every move you make. When working on anything, do so in full sight of them," she said. "Do not talk in whispers, do not make any sudden moves. It is best to explain what you are going to do before you do it, wait to see if there is a negative reaction, then carry it out if you see none. This mission is going to test all of us. Think of them as very intelligent frightened children, if you must. When approaching one of them, act as if you haven't a care in the world." She grinned at Alexis, "imitate me if you have to." She laughed lightly.

"If they react unexpectedly, stop what you are doing and show your hands. I am sure there will be many times where we do something innocently and they take it the wrong way. Remain tactful and observant at all times."

She nodded to Vlad, indicating she was done.

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[xCommander Vladik Fedorov]

It appeared as if a Starfleet Academy education had not been lost on Zaynah. "Very good points, Ensign," he agreed. "Also, they will probably be very nervous that some of their people have been transported to the Nike. It would be a good idea not to mention them in conversation unless it is brought up by them first."

"As for the engineering team, make doubly sure you gain permission before you go into a new area. It's very easy to get caught up in your work and pass into a restricted area without realizing it. Same goes for downloading information. Show them what you are doing and explain why you need to do it."

"Security, we will be depending on you to watch for the smallest of signs that they are uncomfortable. Keep your weapons hidden and only use them in the most extreme cases. Most disputes will probably be from a misunderstanding. Diplomacy first."

He gestured to the transporter pad, "let's get going." "Chief," he said to the man at the transporter controls, "energize when ready."

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[Commander Nicholas Grant]

Nick couldn't help but smile at the comment from the Commander when he leaned in. He pulled out a small hypospray and adjusted for an antacid. Then reaching up pressed it against his neck just before he heard the unmistakable whine of the transporter effect.

Quickly he stuffed the item into his pocket and stepped back onto the pad.

End Nick